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"T-This..." Colors drained from Zordey's face as he became at a loss for words. Anyone would tremble in fear,
stepping on the countless bones. Fayzon furrowed his brows slightly as he looked around.
"This is the ancient battlefield. It's only normal for there to be bones littered around. But I'm not sure if this place is
beneath the sea or inside an island." Fayzon was baffled by where they had landed.
Moreover, there weren't any treasures in sight aside from the heaps of bones on the ground. Even those damaged
weapons and magical items had turned into evil spirits, all accumulating at the
entrance.
Fayzon cautiously advanced, wanting to explore the area to figure out where they were. Zordey followed closely
behind him.
After all, among all the cultivators present, Fayzon was the strongest apart from Montane Daemon. To survive in a
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtplace like that, Zordey fathomed he needed to ally himself with the right party.
Meanwhile, some cultivators were still submerged in the water, soaking up spiritual energy, while others had come
ashore, wandering around and observing.
Most of them were visibly confused because they had ended up somewhere lacking the danger as well as magical
items they had anticipated. Upon locating Cloud, Renault roared, "Cloud, you were too reckless! How could you
jump in just like that?"
"Dad, I was worried about Mr. Chance. Besides, with Mr. Daemon around, I'll be fine. In fact, he was the one who
helped me earlier." Cloud pointed at Montane Daemon.
Renault glanced at Montane Daemon and expressed his gratitude. "Thank you for saving my son, Mr. Daemon!
Stellaris Sect is forever grateful."
"Enough talk. Let's split up and look for Mr. Chance. If you find any traces of him, spread the news immediately."
Montane Daemon took out several communication devices as he spoke and handed them to Renault and Cloud.
The communication devices were simple but pricey. Evidently, Montane Daemon was quite wealthy, judging by how
he was able to produce multiple of them.
However, even after an extensive search, they couldn't find Jared anywhere. It was as if he had vanished into thin
air. Even Fayzon couldn't locate Jared.
In reality, Jared was there, standing not far away from them. The reason none of them could see him was that an
illusion array had been set outside the cluster of draconic energy. Aside from Jared, who was attracted by the
draconic energy and discovered the area of the fallen dragons, everyone else was blind to it.
At that moment, Jared was doing his best to absorb the abundant draconic energy around him. The draconic
essence within him was emitting brilliant radiance, as dazzling as the sun.
As he absorbed the draconic energy, his strength augmented exponentially, and the elixir field in his body
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmexpanded continuously. Jared was certain the draconic energy could elevate his cultivation level. After all, the
draconic energy was discharged. from the corpses of thousands upon thousands of fallen dragons over time. As
Jared was greedily absorbing the draconic energy, Cloud and the others' search went unnoticed by him.
He didn't even realize they had followed him and jumped down to that space.
"What the hell is this place? We've been walking around for so long, yet there's nothing here except a bunch of
bones!" Cloud was getting frustrated.
Jared was nowhere to be found despite their long period of search. Moreover, locating one person in that vast
expanse was no different from looking for a needle in a haystack.
"I feel Mr. Chance is nearby, possibly very close to us. He possesses the bloodline of the demon race and can
perform Sacred Light Fist, so I can. sense a faint aura from him! However, the aura is too weak, so I can't pinpoint
his whereabouts.. Nevertheless, one thing is certain. Mr. Chance is still alive. If he were dead, I wouldn't be able to
sense his aura at all," Montane Daemon said.
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